In the Garden

In the beginning, there was In the folds of time In the heat of my body heavy in love Here is the flower, blooms in my eye Head full of desire, heaven hell sent To a burning heart, to a lonely path Truth will set me on fire tonight, here in the light In the breath of life, in the heat of love I spill like Mary, weep with me On the verge of madness In the garden Tempt me with transcendence With death I am a feast of snakes I've swallowed the seed Bleed for my consciousness Set me free Mother of myth, tainted by war Born as a holy saint, seen as a whore On the verge of madness In the garden Tempt me with transcendence With death On the verge of madness In the garden Tempt me with transcendence With death I wanna feel myself with god I am a holy temptress I pray